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Renzo increases the pace. “Tell me how much you want us to fuck you senseless.” He pulls his hand from my mouth.
“Yes,” I gasp, my inhibitions crumbling. “I want you to fuck me so bad.”
Renzo grins wickedly. “I knew you did, you dirty girl. Don’t worry, you’ll get what you want in the end.”
His words make me ache with need. I’m shocked at how much my body craves their touch, even as my mind recoils.
Dante watches us intently, palming himself through his jeans. “I think she wants more,” he says with a smirk.
Renzo looks back at him. “Don’t worry. We’re going to service her really well. She’ll walk funny for days after we’re done.”
They laugh as I shudder, imagining being at their mercy. I’m too far gone, drunk on the dangerous pleasure they offer.
So I surrender, allowing them to use my body however they wish. My only coherent thought is how I’ll do anything to feel this ecstasy again and again... My orgasm is so close, and Elio senses it, quickening his pace while Renzo rubs tight circles over my clit.
I come undone between them, my climax rolling through me in powerful waves. Dante groans as he watches. I cry out, but Elio is the one to muffle it this time, clamping his free hand over my mouth. My inner walls clench around his fingers as euphoria crashes over me.
They continue their ministrations, drawing out every ounce of pleasure until I’m spent, limp, and trembling. Slowly, they withdraw their hands, leaving me empty and aching for more.
And I watch as both brothers suck their fingers clean, tasting my arousal.
Dante groans. “I bet she tastes fucking sweet, right, boys?”
They both nod in response.
I should be ashamed of letting them use me like their personal toy. But I can’t deny that I’m addicted to their touch, craving the next hit even as I know it could destroy me.
Then I remember my end game. For now, I’ll play their game. I’ll be the perfect princess they want me to be. But when they least expect it, I’ll make my escape. I have to believe that, or else this twisted fantasy they’re weaving will become impossible to leave.
27
DANTE
As she reads, I sit beside Camila on the quad, my hand resting casually on her thigh. She tenses under my touch, and I can’t help but smirk.
I lean in close, my breath tickling her ear. “Have you thought about that day in the bathroom, tesoro?” I murmur, my voice low and seductive. “When you moaned about having three cocks inside you?”
Camila’s cheeks flush, and she bites her lip, avoiding my gaze.
I caught Ren and Elio making her come in the library earlier, and I watched her climax with my dick harder than fucking nails. Trailing my fingers up her thigh, I chuckle. “I know you want us, Camila. All of us. Elio, Renzo, and me. You crave the pleasure we can give you.”
She squirms, her breathing quickening. “Dante, I...” She trails off, unable to find the words.
I cup her chin, tilting her face toward mine. “It’s okay, tesoro. You don’t have to be ashamed. We all want you. And we’ll take good care of you, I promise.”
Camila’s eyes flutter closed as I lean in, my lips brushing against hers. She whimpers softly, and I deepen the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers. I can feel her melting into me, her body responding to my touch.
I pull back, smiling at the dazed look on her face. “Think about it, Camila. You could have all three of us worshipping your body, giving you pleasure like you’ve never known before.”
She swallows hard, her eyes darkening with desire. “Can we talk about something else?”
“Of course,” I say, smiling. “We can talk about anything you want.”
She looks at me curiously. “How long have you known Renzo and Elio?”
I lean back on the bench, stretching my arm along the backrest behind her. “All my life, really. My father is their father’s capo. We practically grew up together.”
She nods, processing this information. “Do you ever feel resentful over their position in the mafia? I mean, they’re the heirs, and you’re...”
